I Was So Full Of Sleep At

In That Book Which Is My Memory, On The First Page Of The Chapter That Is The Day When I First Met You, Appear The Words, ‘here Begins A New Life’.

O You Proud Christians, Wretched Souls And Small,/ Who By The Dim Lights Of Your Twisted Minds/ Believe You Prosper Even As You Fall,/ Can You Not See That We Are Worms, Each One/ Born To Become The Angelic Butterfly/ That Flies Defenseless To The Judgement Throne?

The Truth Thy Speech Doth Show, Within My Heart Reproves The Swelling Pride.

All Of Nature Is God's Art.

Abandon All Hope, Ye Who Enter Here.